Finished Folds (41—53)
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4mandibles closed and it climbed inside the stereo. Within seconds it was blasting "Celebration" and all the roaches were hooting and dancing. Joe said, "I have to show Lily!" and t
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3raphobia was killing him! Kevin had to get to a smaller room and figure out a way to make himself more beautiful than his evil brother Brad. The Mister America pageant was only two
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5Disgusted at her coke-brown teeth, I leaped onto the chariot as it passed. "Where do you think you're going?" she cried. "Back to Greece!" I shouted. "I think!" But she was already
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3tiger-related disorder. Suddenly I was the only suspect. Despite being the sheriff, I had to cuff myself and haul my ass to jail. But an urge to be free engulfed me. I socked mysel
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4With spices and launched them towards the outlaws. They were delicious but anyone who consumed them would have violent muscle spasms for weeks.
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5galloped across the Numberbluffs to the castle of King Fibbonacci, crying "Eureka! Eureka! I've solved the mystery of Pi!" The gates cranked open and the king rode out, but he was
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4Pop had waited his whole life for this. All those centuries trying to win the heart of lovely Susie Lou, and now she was within his grasp. There was only one problem -- Susie Lou
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2the One-eyed Pygmy Giraffe honked loudly, like a goose. I froze. If it kept honking I knew it would awaken the Hundred-eyed Wallaby Monsters that were too poor of climbers to be of
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6ts. These were the kings of our time. Many had thirteen wives or more and slept with research assistants four at a time. Their novels could have changed the world but all they wrot
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4eked with agony but I kept my mouth shut. This stuff was cold as ice! My accountants were immune to cold but unfortunately for me -- "Someone's coming!" whispered the mule. "Surely
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6lollipop too afraid of back injuries to tie her own shoes, and improperly socialized phychopaths who can't be bothered to wear shoes. I was worried she might be the latter, especia
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3cker punched by a rabid beast and I'm not doing anything to stop it. I hope you learned your lesson, Sandra. Whiners always get their comeuppance. Always.
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6e plenty of blood yet today. "Hed--" he choked out. "What's that?" she chirped, grinning. "Hedge. I'm your hedge trimmer." Her smile disappeared. "Charlie?" His hand broke free of